Permanent memories made with temporary people

Temporary words can't ever be taken back

What takes months to build can be crushed in seconds

You can be first and still end up in second

What's here today can be gone tomorrow

The concept of time seems so insecure

Loyalty can't be measured in time but gestures

and love cannot be gathered in time or pleasure

So what does time mean?

Somethings don't happen just because a little

off timing

So I don't know whether to believe in time or not

Will things happen in due time?

And if they don't should I rue time?

Sometimes time will heal it all,

but do a crime and your punishment will be time

I guess it's safe to say time adapts to its needs

Or maybe it adapts to our needs?

But in no time, your time can be over

Maybe time deserves more credit then we show her.